Quotes About Reality

This life's dim windows of the soul Distorts the heavens from pole to pole And leads you to believe a lie When you see with, not through, the eye.

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.

What is now proved was once only imagined.

The imagination is not a state: it is the human existence itself.

In politics, where everything romantic and sentimental is folly, the converse is usually considered true, and every brutality is thought sound sense

We never love anyone. Not really. We only love our idea of another person. It is some conception of our own that we love. We love ourselves, in fact.

Are our lives just the aggregate of the lies we've told? ('Lives' - the 'v' is silent.)

We're not ready for it - for people our age to die. We think we're safe for a while, but it's a dream. No one's safe.

it is not talking about a loss but rather pretending that it doesn't exist that stirs up trouble.

loss is a subjective experience, and your "objective" view (which is really just another subjective view) is irrelevant.

Beginnings establish once and for all that an ending was real.

This picture in people's heads is the reality they live in, and one of the losses that takes place during the ending phase of a transition is that the old picture—the mental image of how and why things are the way they are—falls apart. Much of the pain of the neutral zone comes from the fact that it is a time without a viable organizational picture.

Here it was always the lightthat mattered, and only the light. Once, it had seemedthe objects mattered: the light was to see them by.Examined, they yielded nothing, nothing real.They were for seeing the light in various ways.They gathered it, released it, held it in.In them, the light revealed itself, took shape.Objects are nothing. There is only the light, the light!

In cosmos and microcosmos scale can be/so great and be so small/neither can stay believable, each/cancels the other out and we, too big/for one an unapparent otherwise/live self-scaled lives where we are as if we were./Bring some words together toward a real.

What we are watching now as though it were real is shadows thrown on the back of the screen by lights and puppeteers behind it whose they are we." - Whose They Are We

But if you don't have the name of a thing, it is still the thing.

We spend our lives hurrying away from the real, as though it were deadly to us. "It must be up there somewhere on the horizon," we think. And all the time it is in the soil, right beneath our feet.

We spend our lives hurrying away from the real, as though it were deadly to us. 'It must be up there somewhere on the horizon,' we think. And all the time it is in the soil, right beneath our feet.

When you take complete responsibility for your thoughts and actions and embrace your natural ability to create your reality, all things are possible.

It appears that many people's concept of heaven is often limited to their physical conceptions of reality.

we have unknowingly accepted and merged our state of consciousness with the vibrational energies and consensus limits of their loved one's collective reality.

Out-of-body exploration provides substantial evidence that we are evolving beyond the dense limits of matter. Is it not possible that some other species may have already achieved this evolutionary leap? I contend that all life-forms are slowly evolving beyond the need for biological form. Eventually we will recognize and consciously explore our multidimensional nature and take our place in the magnificent thought-responsive realities of the universe.

What made us dream that he could comb gray hair?

O but we dreamed to mendWhatever mischief seemedTo afflict mankind, but nowThat winds of winter blowLearn that we were crack-pated when we dreamed.